Tendencies

Written by: Dana Smith

She'll be loved, a modest, pure and golden Love, but hers is lust . . A teenage dream of youth today Refraining from true trust; Explosive social tendencies to Decide her right from wrong, Human instincts not so human But a technologic song- It shall hum to her desire, In another whom she'll cross; Mechanic works inside her brain, Must force her soul a loss. Such a choice yet to be made, Though no pain inside shall pass. Due to social tendencies, Yes, due to social tendencies . . His heartache be her last